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Chapter 171 On-site meeting

"Brothers, don't go in, let's have a meeting here." Chen Long waved to the team members and actually kept them all.

Nani? Meeting here?! In addition to the Juventus people on the court, Ling Xiyu, who had just jumped into the court, also heard this. She had never heard that during halftime, the coach and players actually

He did not enter the locker room, but continued the tactical meeting on the spot.

The on-site host originally took this time to discuss the tactical arrangements of the two teams in the second half with the guests. But after hearing Chen Long's words, he was also attracted and pointed the camera at Chen Long. He wanted to take a look.

What kind of tricks is this little monster sleeping in half the game trying to play?

"Everyone performed well enough in the first half. After fully completing the task, I don't think there is anything worth complaining about. Those two goals should be regarded as a meeting gift to Inter Milan. They have come all the way to come to us.

, We must not be stingy, give two balls as gifts, that's what we should do..." Chen Long said nonchalantly, as if two balls were really a piece of cake, just give them away, it's no big deal.

Uh... You're so rude, Chen Long. He said this as if he was going to the market to buy vegetables. He didn't bargain with the other party for more or less, but just gave the other party a favor. The host was stunned for a moment after hearing this.

, let's see how he distributes the direct catch-up in the second half, otherwise he will really be laughed out of his mouth. The host felt very unoptimistic about Chen Long's words, so what he expressed to the audience at this time was naturally a kind of sigh and unoptimism.

mentality.

Can Chen Long represent Juventus by himself? Even at home, it is not easy to recover from a score of 0 to 2. This is not Siena, this is Inter Milan, a team as strong as them. Host

The man continued to strike and said.

As the editor-in-chief of Gazzetta dello Sport, Ling Xiyu was not as bitter as the host said. She did not intervene to disturb Chen Long, but listened quietly to what Chen Long would say next.

"Everyone played with them for the first half, and it was almost done. It's time to show them some color in the second half, otherwise they would really regard this place as their home. I just communicated with the head coach, Conte said

Well, as long as he beats Inter Milan in this game, he will pay out of his own pocket and reward each person with 10,000 euros, plus a nightclub trip..."

There is also this kind of reward method, and everyone present except Chen Long himself is not sweating.

Well... even Conti's private money was moved out by Chen Long. How did he do it? The host was confused by Chen Long's unreasonable remarks.

Ling Xiyu originally thought that Chen Long would have something shocking to say, but she didn't expect that it would be so nonsensical, and she couldn't help but feel disappointed.

"Uh... I said this is not a joke. If you don't believe me, go over and ask Conte?" Chenlong saw everyone's distrust, so he put the responsibility on Conte and pointed in Conte's direction.

Conte naturally looked in his direction. He didn't understand why Chen Long didn't ask the players to go into the locker room. Instead, he stayed on the court for so long and was still chattering. He was not a lip reader. Naturally,

He couldn't understand what Chen Long was talking about, and he was even more surprised when he saw so many people looking at him.

"Look, he didn't say anything. Do you understand? Don't let down the coach's good intentions..." These words Chen Long said were all recorded live by the camera, so they were said in front of the TV camera.

Everyone could hear it clearly, and the Inter Milan people in the locker room naturally saw it.

Marchionne was wondering why the Juventus people didn't enter the locker room, but when he saw Chen Long's words in front of the TV, he almost burst out laughing.

What kind of tricks is this kid playing? Is he treating the game like a house? It's childish, and he also gives big gifts. After the game, let's see what you say, Marchionne said sarcastically in his heart.

Chen Long knew about the live broadcast, and he also knew that the Inter Milan people in the locker room would be able to see what he said, so he acted as if he didn't know and continued talking. At this moment, he ran to Marchisio and patted him.

Looking over his shoulder, he said with a mischievous smile: "You boy, you knew that the pornographic prince would dribble the ball into the middle, but you deliberately let go of the gift. With his three-legged cat skills, you have the nerve to let it go. How embarrassing. In the second half

, you have to score a goal like that for me from that position. If this little Japanese is capable of showing off his power, I can beat him to death with just one foot..."

Chenlong didn't give any face to Yuto Nagatomo at all. If he didn't give any respect to this illegitimate son of Ichino Koichiro, he could die with just one leg. This made Yuto Nagatomo in the locker room gnash his teeth.

Ye Lu yelled.

Zanetti, I'm sorry, although you are Ronnie's good friend, but now I have to ridicule you. Chenlong first confessed in his heart, and then continued: "Esti Gallivia

, it’s time to clean up that old thing in the second half. If you let him jump around again, you might as well die. Within five minutes, within five minutes, you will push that old thing to the ground and ask him to stick his butt out obediently.

, let you ravage her and make her anus explode..."

Are you talking about tactics, ass, anus... Ling Xiyu couldn't help but blush when she heard the dirty words on Chen Long's mouth.

"Just continue to attack like this from the side, but one thing is most important. If you rush forward, you have to kill him. If the kill doesn't come, you have to take a breath and kill again. Don't give little Japan any chance."

"In the second half, Matri, you go down, Bekbon comes up. Bekbang, you have to play with that big rock. That rock turns slower than a turtle. It's not your opponent at all, and there's that Ranocchia."

, it’s just a big onion, nothing to fear at all. Just wait for the watermelon to complete the fatal blow.”

Chenlong ridiculed the opponent's defenders, and finally talked about his own defense: "As for defense, I leave it to you all, don't let these idiots succeed again."

After arranging all this, he ran to the audience and greeted Conte with a smile: "Everything is arranged as we said before. Do you have any other instructions?"

Conti looked at Chen Long's evil smile and didn't know why he had an ominous premonition in his heart, but he couldn't say anything, so he asked casually: "When do you plan to play?"

"Um... I haven't thought about it yet." Chen Long scratched his head. He was afraid that Conte would ask him this. With the score of zero to two, he didn't know when he would come on the field, which would be the best time. Even he himself

They were all in a daze.

Conti's face darkened when he heard his answer. In fact, even he himself didn't know either, so he asked Chen Long. He didn't expect that Chen Long would answer his question shamelessly. The two of them were silent for a while.

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